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A bounding motion in the dark snowy forest |
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A slender body, agile movements, death in the grasp |
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A silent beast, a killing arm of the darkest hours |
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Now hiding in the secret place, will I find you? |
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Snow has covered the snow I'm waiting for the morning glow |
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I'm willing to follow the line of trails you left for me |
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My backpack is on my back filled with axe, shovel and traps |
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I just can't wait to see, taking place the ruthless race |
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I've lost too many times |
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As I've tried to take your life |
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And I'm coming after you, sorting out the skein you've made |
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Quickly am I lost? I just won't give up |
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So I'll go around the place and find your trace once again |
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While you're running away but i know once you'll mistake |
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I've lost too many times |
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As I've tried to take your life |
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I'm sneaking after you, patience is my best trump |
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I am slowly drawing near, and my faith is strong |
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I feel your presence mile after mile, inch by inch |
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But what can I do when I lose my way on the... |
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Black Marten's trace |
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A bounding motion in the dark snowy forest |
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A slender body, agile movements, death in the grasp |
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A silent beast, a killing arm of the darkest hours |
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Now hiding in the secret place, will I find you? |
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I'm sneaking after you, patience is my best trump |
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I am slowly drawing near, and my faith is wrong |
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I feel your presence mile after mile, inch by inch |
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But what can I do when I lose my way on the... |
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Black Marten's trace |
